Basic Key:
Y/n= Your Name
L/n= Last Name
Lotor's POV
Before following my beloved out the door, I quickly packed a bag with food, water, tissues, and a communicator.
As we left the castle, (Y/n) was very quiet as we were searching through the gravestones. The only noises that escaped her lips were a couple of deep breaths and the occasional sigh.
"Lotor..." she said, trailing off her sentence.
"Yes?"
"What if my parents' gravestones aren't here?" asked my companion, anxiety lingering in her voice.
"(Y/n)," I grasped her shoulders lightly, making her look at me in the eyes. "I'm sure they're here, somewhere. You said your birth surname was (L/n), right? Well, these graves seemed to be organized by alphabetical order by surname..."
"Then that means that their graves would be... in that direction!" she said, the smallest smile appearing once again on her beautiful face.
She grabbed my hand, yanking me toward her direction. For the love of Alfor, I love this woman so much...
Once we reached her birthparents' graves, her fingers hovered over their names before she kneeled down.
Y/n's POV
Seeing my parents' names on the stone-like material, tears started to blur my vision. I knelt down onto my knees, a couple lines of my tears were falling down my cheeks. My face must've been red from crying at that moment.
A few moments later, Lotor handed me a tissue from his bag.
"T-thank you," I hesitantly took the piece of fabric from my significant other and used it to wipe my cheeks clean before the tears dried.
I put my head on the gravestones lightly, wanting to cherish the pieces of stone forever and never let go.
"I love you... M-Mom... D-Dad...." I whispered ever-so quietly against the gravestones.
Lotor's POV
I've never seen her break down this much before...
It made me want to never make her cry of sadness ever again. I wanted to make sure she would never feel this sort of pain in her life again.
"(Y/n), are you okay?" I asked her, setting my right hand on her shoulder lightly, wanting to comfort her.
After she got up from her kneeling position, she turned to look at me with the softest smile I've ever witnessed.
"Never been better," she cooed, her face a shade of a mixture of bright pink and a crimson red.
That smile... I would never forget how happy she looked that day.
As we walked back to the castle, we locked our hands together.
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Once (Y/n) and I reached the castle, a pain in my neck started to irk me— as if a bug bit me. Letting go of her hand, my body hit the cold floor.
"LOTOR!" I heard (Y/n) scream. It was a very muffled scream.
Lotor. You will kill (Y/n) Kogane. Do you really think she loves you? You must be delirious to even let that idea cross your mind for a millisecond. No one on Team Voltron does. They don't want you. They don't deserve you. They wouldn't understand what you've been through. I will give you three days to murder (Y/n). If you do not within those three days, then I shall have to put an end to you.
"Lotor...." I heard a muffled voice say. "LOTOR!"
I jolt up from my laying position only to bump heads with (Y/n).
"Ow! SON OF A MOTHERFUCKER!" I hear (Y/n) spit out as she grasped her forehead. Such a colorful vocabulary she has.
"My darling, are you alright?!" I ask, properly sitting up on the couch.
"I'm f-fine, Lotor... But are you okay? You literally just fainted out of nowhere like some lady in a K-Drama..." said (Y/n), her normal comments coming back.
"What on Earth is a 'K-Drama'?" I asked, dumbfounded.
"Never-mind... I'm just glad you're up again,"
You will kill (Y/n) Kogane.
That voice started to ring in my head once more, the pain returning to my head.
"Argh-" I said, grabbing my forehead to make it stop pounding.
"Lotor! Are you okay? Do you want some pills or water?" she asked me as she started to panic.
"No, no, I'm fine, darling. I just need to sit down for a bit. All that walking from the graves must've worn me out a tad bit." I chuckled nervously, not wanting to make my companion worried.
"Alright then... I'll be here for whatever you need me for." she smiled at me.
Y̵̥̰̩͎̰̊o̴̥̝͒u̵̘̜̝̤͙̍́̅̏͗ ̸̻̰̗̹̘͌̀͊w̸̮̯͉̗̋̈́ì̷̺̰͌̓͛͠l̴̦̠͍͌l̴͍̻̓ ̸̳̓̇̑̎͗ķ̷̥̞̥́̀̓ĭ̸̙͖̝͖̉l̴̺̣͇̍̊̑͘ͅl̶̦̆̒͂̾ ̴̧̨̗̝̇(̶̣͈̉͐̄Ý̶̡̩/̷͙̙̩͓̟̏̌n̷̮̋̏̚͠)̷̧̗̹̍̃̀ ̴̼̑̈́̀͠Ḳ̸͓̀͋̌͘o̵̗͇̙̭̒͝͠͠ğ̵̭̑͝ả̷͎̗̋̐͘͠n̶͕͖̮͚̻̐̿̕é̴̹̪͐͗̐͝.̴̧̗͔̮̲̽̎
Those five words kept repeating in my head for hours upon hours. That witch, Haggar, must be up to something.
A/n: This was more shorter than most chapters I know... but more story shit instead of actual x reader stuff, yayyyyyyyyyyyyyy..... what I need to make it interesting somehow! But yeah, sorry I haven't updated for like almost 2 months... I mean, in a few days, this book will be one year old! Yeesh, this book will be a year old and STILL not finished cause I'm a lazy-ass. Oops.
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Random*SHE/HER PRONOUNS USED. IF NOT WANTING TO USE THOSE PRONOUNS, PLEASE CHANGE INSIDE YOUR HEAD* DON'T READ IF YOU HAVEN'T FINISHED/SEEN SEASON 5 YET. Y/n is a a Galra and human halfbreed, Keith's 'sister', and when she was only 8 years old, she had me...
